So, I watched part of the first round of the NFL Draft today, and I discovered, to my undying glee, that there exists a family where parents Hugh Mingo and Barbara Mingo named their three sons (I swear to God) Hugh III, Hughtavious, and Barkevious. This is a thing that happened. HUGHTAVIOUS. I die.

Whenever I am sad from now on, I will think to myself: "There is a person walking this Earth named Hughtavious Mingo," and I will never be upset again.